Spilled Resentment

"Online dating," Fiona said, looking at me as if I were a country bumpkin. "Don't you get it?"

"I get it, but I don't understand... why you'd want to do this?" I replied.

"Alas, it's just boring, you know? What else am I supposed to do with my long nights? I can't just lie in bed alone!" Fiona blinked playfully. "So, of course, I find a couple of young hotties to chat with. Keeps me entertained."